6.860.

Found another blog post that was stuck in draft mode and hadn’t been published (by clicking publish twice), so now we are into 860. Renumbering aside, it may mean I blogged twice in one day… again… This is much better than not blogging at all, which has happened a few times–hence the sixth iteration of this blog.

I am tired.

The day in Vegas was amazing but it was also extremely long. Add to that the fact that Caesars palace offers the worst service known to humankind and my fatigue makes a lot of sense. I am exaggerating here, but The Palace sucked for service. We tried to initially check in at ten AM and didn’t actually get the room until 7:30 PM. This is after waiting on multiple lines and trying to navigate the days events. It was a mess and they did not handle it well on their end. As a result we missed the beginning of the concert we flew in for. We did get to see most of the show and the show was fantastic. John Legend is next-level talented.

Well, that’s all I really have the mind for. I’ll leave you with…

Some Thoughts:

  1. Las Vegas claims to have the world’s largest dispensary. We smelled it from a block away as we drove by.
  2. Ozarks is over. Notes to come…

6.858. And Back to Basic

I made an alarming discovery this morning: I am a morning person.

I don’t entirely know when it happened. Perhaps seeing myself in contrast to my partner really hammered it home. Perhaps realizing as I went to sleep last night I was entirely looking forward to getting up in the morning and getting stuff done. Regardless the incitement point, I am in truth now a morning person. I love it. I look forward to the coffee. I yearn to wake up and get going and dive into whatever I have going on. This might be a project or grading or a game or anything. The lack of early motion is a problem for me. In truth, I hope to expand this mental yearning to physical activity. I want to be able to get out and run for a bit before the sun scorches the Arizona sky. Unfortunately, that means getting up before the roaches go back to sleep, which is unacceptable… and a side note. Still, mornings are it for me.

There was a moment yesterday where I realized I’d been up for what felt like an entire day. It was only 4pm. I’d done so much and had so much time and fun and chill that the rest of the day felt like bonus time. I love that feeling. You don’t get that when you wake up at noon. That lifestyle praises the late night and praises sleep above light. I go to bed earlier now than I ever have–between 9 and 11 nightly. So, I am sure that it plays a roll in this new philosophical awakening. Coffee has it’s part as well. I love starting with a hot cup of black coffee. The only thing better than that alone would be doing it on the beach with my partner. One of these years we’ll make a year of that too.